NYC Pt. 2

Part two as in, a second trip to the big city within a week. This time to see the play, Boys in the Band. It has been a long time since I have seen a play. My sister, who is in high school, says they don’t do them anymore. What? Back in my day (I get to say this because I am double her age), we did two plays AND a musical in one school year. Consequently, that was probably the last time I had seen a play.

I was really excited to see this show because 1. I am a huge Zachary Quinto fangirl and 2. It is high time LGBTQ+ stories were in the mainstream.  The play itself was excellent. I haven’t laughed that much in a while. It was a small slice of life, that talked about big issues. Especially for that time. Everyone was perfect in their characters, and I especially enjoyed the stage setup. I love how something so simple as just an apartment (a super cool apartment), can work so well for the story.

That was my last show planned for the year, unless you count school ones of course :). I might make one more trip to the city this summer, because I am in need of a delicious food tour. Very limited options where we live right now, but that is the price one pays for solitude.

I am in a reading rut right now. Or maybe I am not a summer reader. Just nothing is really sparking my interest right now, other than every review written on an espresso maker ever. To which I still have yet to settle on one. Writing is, meh. About 25k into the rewrite. It is going, albeit slowly. Summer just makes me want to daydream. Okay. Nap. Summer just makes me want to nap.

When Dads Cry

So this past Sunday, Father’s Day, my family and I traveled to NYC to watch the musical Dear Evan Hansen on Broadway. Now I wont say too much, nor give a synopsis (because I suck at those), but I will say it was awesome. If you ever have an opportunity to see a Broadway show, Dear Evan Hansen is now the top of my list of Favorites. So speaking of Fathers, my own Dad was with me for this show. I was told beforehand that I should expect to shed a few tears, and boy were they not kidding.

Now there is a scene in the show where a Dad, toward the end of act one, finally breaks down and cries about the situation at hand. It isn’t highlighted or anything– kind of off to the side during a large number where other things are going on. But boy did that hit me in the heart. I don’t know about anyone else, but when I see my own Dad cry (which is twice in my lifetime), I cry. I guess that translates to fictional dads as well. I did see my own blink a little rapidly at the scene… but no actual tears.


The whole story was an emotional roller coaster. I laughed and cried. The show talks about some serious issues regarding metal health, suicide, and the viral web. Really one of the most modern and thought provoking musicals I have seen this far. Well, definitely the most modern. I don’t think I have seen anything that has taken place after the 80’s or wasn’t a fantasy world.

Also, my sister has introduced me to this whole ‘stage door’ thing. What fun. I think it is great that these actors and actresses take time to come great their fans! The most famous people I have ever met, that is for sure. And I am okay with that.

No reading this week 😦 but some writing did get done. Which is what I am supposed to be doing right now. A blog post counts, right?